Adam Jones's face remained grave as he nodded, but the Old Lady suddenly grew agitated, "What am I supposed to say about you!"
The Old Lady was so angered that she pointed at Adam's sullen face for a long while before sighing deeply, her expression stern as she asked, "I'm asking you, do you really want to reconcile with Elly or not?"
Adam wanted to say "no," but those words choked up in his throat and he just couldn't say them out loud.
After all, he was the grandson she had raised with her own hands. How could the Old Lady not know what he was truly thinking?
"What am I supposed to say to you? If you still have her in your heart, why are you treating her like this? Tell me, why can't you live a good life with her?"
